A FEW OF MY PEERS AND I TOOK A HEALTHY CRACK AT FOOD PARK THIS MORNING. Along the way we snapped off some PRs, then pretty much destroyed the smalle-than-usual group.
By the end of the first loop, there were 5 of us. 3 in our 50's. 2 punks.
We rode hard for another hour, slugging it out with the kids... at the coast they raced North, we drifted South.
Sometimes, I get really into watching my average speed for the ride. Last year, training for LoToJa, I'd go out and try to stay above 20mph no matter what.
Today, that average speed dropped with every mile we pedaled towards home... down to 18.2... really, I'm shocked it was that high... it was one of those rides that the closer you get to home the farther away it seems, Twilight Zoneish.
I doubt the guys are doing much tonight, but the kids... the kids I'm sure will be out late, 'cause it's Saturday night!